let the feast begin
we went to a funeral yesterday. it was brutal. funerals are usually rough no matter what, but this was for a 39 year old who died unexpectedly in his sleep. not to mention he had only been married for 3 years and had a child less than a year old. it just sucks ya know. i know he's in a totally rockin place having the time of his life, but what a hard time for all his family. especially his wife.
it makes me think about life. how short it is, how precious it is. although there're times i want to throw my hands up in despair and quit, i'm not ready to leave yet. and when the day comes that GOD's ready to bring me home, i want to know that i made the most of each day with friends and family and outreach and love. i want to know that i tried and gave my best. not sat on my contunkus complaining about my job and the weather. i want to make a difference and enjoy the time i have here. i want to laugh and cry and run like a kid through the leaves without a care in the world.
the service was amazing. the pastor was saying how we try to make sense of this horrible loss, but we just can't. we can't wrap our arms around it and make sense of it. he compared it to matthew 16:21 when JESUS predicted HIS death and resurrection and peter said 'far be it from You, Lord; this shall not happen to You!'. the pastor said the disciples couldn't make sense of JESUS having to suffer and die, just like us when a loved one dies. although death is a loss we have such a hard time wrapping our minds around, we have to have confidence in GOD's perfect plan. we have to have confidence in HIS love and grace to pull us through and that HE is bringing our loved ones home.
not that knowing this takes away our pain or sorrow. but all I can do is send out prayers to sarah and her son joshua. and praise GOD for sending such a wonderful man to this earth, as short as his time was, he touched and changed the lives of so many and now he gets to party and rest and wait for all of his family and friends to join him in splendor.
it makes me think about life. how short it is, how precious it is. although there're times i want to throw my hands up in despair and quit, i'm not ready to leave yet. and when the day comes that GOD's ready to bring me home, i want to know that i made the most of each day with friends and family and outreach and love. i want to know that i tried and gave my best. not sat on my contunkus complaining about my job and the weather. i want to make a difference and enjoy the time i have here. i want to laugh and cry and run like a kid through the leaves without a care in the world.
the service was amazing. the pastor was saying how we try to make sense of this horrible loss, but we just can't. we can't wrap our arms around it and make sense of it. he compared it to matthew 16:21 when JESUS predicted HIS death and resurrection and peter said 'far be it from You, Lord; this shall not happen to You!'. the pastor said the disciples couldn't make sense of JESUS having to suffer and die, just like us when a loved one dies. although death is a loss we have such a hard time wrapping our minds around, we have to have confidence in GOD's perfect plan. we have to have confidence in HIS love and grace to pull us through and that HE is bringing our loved ones home.
not that knowing this takes away our pain or sorrow. but all I can do is send out prayers to sarah and her son joshua. and praise GOD for sending such a wonderful man to this earth, as short as his time was, he touched and changed the lives of so many and now he gets to party and rest and wait for all of his family and friends to join him in splendor.
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